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my anger is a submersion and like a deep current that pushes its darker waves angularly I go under my anger is a fear that growls its last hurt as the hunter chases and strangles veins that turn blue my anger is a question of strange events too painful that now bare no connection to me my anger is a plea that I am not the hunter or the hunted but I am free to walk upon the fields
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Aug 25, 2016
Aug 25, 2016 at 11:11 AM UTC
my anger is
my anger is a submersion and like a deep current that pushes its darker waves angularly I go under my anger is a fear that growls its last hurt as the hunter chases and strangles veins that turn blue my anger is a question of strange events too painful that now bare no connection to me my anger is a plea that I am not the hunter or the hunted but I am free to walk upon the fields
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Aug 25, 2016
Aug 25, 2016 at 11:11 AM UTC
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